Thursday, October 02, 2008,4:12 AM
The lines that birthed the blog I own - gave it an identity, shaped, moulded and made it synonymous with the way I have begun to perceive a lot that goes on around me.

Variations
The still waters of the air
under the bough of the echo.

The still waters of the water
under a frond of stars.

The still waters of your mouth
under a thicket of kisses.
-Federico Garcia Lorca
 
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